38 comments:

Lizzle
said...

Now that's a serious offense. BAD Rally Monkey.

When I was a girl scout I sold cookies and of course most everyone ordered Thin Mints. This was long ago when you took the order and the money, then later delivered the cookies. When the cookies came in, I ate every last box of thin mints. I couldn't help it. They were so good.

I had to go to all my neighbors and tell them. I think I paid off the last of my binge about a year ago.

Why do they even MAKE any cookies other than Thin Mints? It has been years since I've eaten one (I can no longer eat wheat) but still I can feel the smoothness of the chocolate coating and the satisfying crunch ... and then that delectable taste ...

I used to love Thin Mints, too. Then I spent a couple years as a Girl Scout leader whose daughter sold 98 million boxes of Thin Mints. I had to deliver 97 million boxes in the middle of winter in Colorado. I ate the other million boxes and my thighs have never been the same. My daughter, however, earned a patch....which I then had to sew on her vest.

But if you REALLY want a box, I'm sure I can hook you up. You know where to find me. I'm the one with the biggish thighs. :)

If you dig deeply enough, Moonie, Alexis Smith's link will take you to the real pot o' gold at the end of the GS Cookie rainbow for NYC residents, here (emphasis mine, but I bet yours, too): "If you are a resident of one of the five boroughs of New York City and are interested in ordering 12 or more boxes of cookies..."

Yes, the Keebler Grasshopper cookies are a close substitute. And easy to find year 'round. During the holidays, they make an even better mint cookie that has the thick white mint part on the inside AND green stripes on top. We hoard them and keep them in the freezer. Still, they don't last long!

Rally Monkey's going to need asylum in a country named Boyland if he keeps up with that crazy and murder-inducing behavior. What was he thinking? Okay, I guess he was thinking about all the chocolately, minty goodness of the thins mints, but the threat of grievous bodily harm should have stayed his hand when the last few cookies presented themselves.

I don't know any girl scouts but I have a friend who's a troop leader. If you don't get your fix, let me know and I'll ask her if she can hook you up.